It's LM on the beat Uh, yeah Opps out with vengeance, they swearin' they don't know who did it Growin' up, they told us flexin', but all we know is extensions My Glock sit like an erection, that bitch poke when he experience Foenem told me to stay down 'til I'm up, thank God I listened Now they proud, but from a distance, they showin' love from a distance In my city, bein' broke is fake, if you up, they gon' listen In my city, can't talk to the jakes, another disappearance They done took lil' Jake, gave him a grave, done told that boy to listen Now they out searchin' for bodies, got doctors doin' autopsies It ain't my place to make a statement, but I'm not just anybody It ain't my place to re-embrace shit, but my heart cold, no tsunami I really know niggas who know niggas who take souls from bodies We made it known, they knew what's up with us To the point where we ain't speak and everybody fuck with us Pullin' up three or four deep, that heat, we gotta tuck us one Sendin' shots 'til my Glock shrink I threw it, tryna duck and run and re-up on another one Stop, had to wait and think, remember pops said not to do Opps, they duck or get hit, we leave hollows inside of you Glock, had to tote the stick, I grew up unreliable They never told me how to move Don't wanna hear, "I'm proud of you" Mama said ain't healthy I been on my own too long, there's nothing you can tell me If I don't know anything, I know that's still gon' help me They tellin' me different things, so I gotta be stealthy Put my pain in my lyrics 'cause I know niggas feel me I can't love a bimbo, 'cause these hoes out here be filthy Mama, I'ma make it, this for you, I hope you hearin' me And fuck cross-relations, shout out to my fuckin' family, yeah Opps out with vengeance, they swearin' they don't know who did it Growin' up, they told us flexin', but all we know is extensions My Glock sit like an erection, that bitch poke when he experience Foenem told me to stay down 'til I'm up, thank God I listened Now they proud, but from a distance, they showin' love from a distance In my city, bein' broke is fake, if you up, they gon' listen In my city, can't talk to the jakes, another disappearance They done took lil' Jake, gave him a grave, done told that boy to listen Now they out searchin' for bodies, got doctors doin' autopsies It ain't my place to make a statement, but I'm not just anybody It ain't my place to re-embrace shit, but my heart cold, no tsunami I really know niggas who know niggas who take souls from bodies (yeah, yeah) Lifetime revenge, do you trust me? He won't come outside, so they killed him in the lobby Rockin' all white, turnin' red, you think you godly Federales lookin', but they can't find the body Look at CNN, niggas droppin' like flies, oh They gon' keep a grudge, they don't let bygones be bygones Crazy I had to go to jail just to read the Bible I told niggas, "Keep it trill," but they don't speak English I could kill a nigga today like a half a mil' ain't on my wrist If she play with my name, we gon' have a funeral for my bitch I could take shit to the grave, I never seen no one get flipped Pillow talkin' the violations, like a chip, you can get dipped Got these labels tryna sell me Tryna see my kids every day because it's healthy Talkin' to my brother, he had a phone in the jail He say he just paid a thousand for a knife from my celly Spent a half a ticket Opps out with vengeance, they swearin' they don't know who did it Growin' up, they told us flexin', but all we know is extensions My Glock sit like an erection, that bitch poke when he experience Foenem told me to stay down 'til I'm up, thank God I listened Now they proud, but from a distance, they showin' love from a distance In my city, bein' broke is fake, if you up, they gon' listen In my city, can't talk to the jakes, another disappearance They done took lil' Jake, gave him a grave, done told that boy to listen Now they out searchin' for bodies, got doctors doin' autopsies It ain't my place to make a statement, but I'm not just anybody It ain't my place to re-embrace shit, but my heart cold, no tsunami I really know niggas who know niggas who take souls from bodies From a distance They gon' listen Another disappearance

White ash on my hotel floor room Feds still watchin', hopin' they get bored soon I'm bored of the fame, but that's my good fortune I keep losin' all my friends and that subject's sore too Never switch on me, I know I can't force you I can't trust you, how could I endorse you? I just hope you run with everything I taught you I said, "I just hope you run with everything I taught you" I got white ash on these custom seats and I'm custer-free No talkin' in the car, they probably bugged the veecs God hug your kids, how about you hug the streets I don't smoke pagans, I smoke ganja leaf I got guns for beef and leave sons deceased He's always talkin' the most, but he does the least We go kway back, I known him since dungarees Probably hate me 'cause I know you never done the greaze 'Magine if we went school, we could've done degrees 'Stead we was sellin' crack, bitch, run the P's Now I'm a rap star, they think I fund the streets I got white ash on my kitchen counter Smoke in my eye while I sit and count I keep thinkin' 'bout yesterday's encounter I know they're schemin' on me, I'ma lick him down I seen man run for his life and get disemboweled And his friends don't ride, they just miss him now And he raps so they all wanna diss him now Either that or they're all arse-lickin' now I got white ash in the boardroom I'm rappin' with execs, they're actin' all cordial You're an informer, they treat me informal My kids are adorable I'm head of the family, I make it affordable I'm killin' the rap game and holdin' memorials Subscribe to my YouTube, I'm givin' tutorials I rose from the crack smoke, that's different euphorias White ash in his pipe, Frank White, I'm notorious I was kippin' in Gloria's Paid three for the rent, steady livin' inglorious They ain't tryna do it, not unless there's an audience Not a leg to stand on, he's still shootin', he think he's Oscar Pistorius White ash on my booth floor, I don't need a chorus They'll have you stuck in time, man, them jails are Victorian My licence just done and, I'm feelin' victorious I'm curvin' all these bitches, they ain't got no decorum I got white ash on my hotel floor room Feds still watchin', hopin' they get bored soon I'm bored of the fame, but that's my good fortune I keep losin' all my friends and that subject's sore too White ash on my kitchen counter Smoke in my eye while I sit and count I keep thinkin' 'bout yesterday's encounter I know they're schemin' on me, I'ma lick him down I got white ash on my custom seats and I'm custer-free You tryna fuck with P White ash on my custom seats and I'm custer-free

I never been a F boy, this ain't no forgery Ain't no fraud in me or war in me, you're warnin' me? They turnt bad, they must be drunk and disorderly I see them off the internet and deal with 'em accordingly Clean hearts always seem to be the poorest people Your life's a movie, but nobody ever saw a sequel When I die, don't cry, I need a whole cathedral I think jealousy and greed's like the purest evil Ten years I been rappin' Six I was in the can, thе whole ten I stayed trappin' Whеn they was false flaggin', I was getting shit crackin' Even in jail, I was making shit happen I shared the link with Money and Flex cah that's standard Basic rider, I'll be lucky if I'm standard I trapped out a cat's house like it was abandoned Now I need a mansion and I need a expansion Marilyn your Manson, still rockin' with the mandem and we're rollin' All I see is me, I don't see no opponents Every time I rap, it's like a walk of atonement I talk about the shame and the life I'm condonin' Man are talkin' in the hood 'bout some dough I still owe them So I'ma still rap about this gun I still roll with Talk about this weed that I'm back-to-back smokin' We all in the streets, but I'm the one who brung the hope in Me who kicked the door in, now they pay him like they owe him Nothin' you can show him Still frontline, their sideline like a throw-in, you dickhead I got Richard money, get your Judy delivered I still fight with my demons, pray I'll soon be delivered I'm in love with my freedom, in my mental, I take beautiful pictures I wanna tell you all about it, but you wouldn't listen Some days, I'm one step away from a stupid decision I'm in and out with a bag, I ain't losin' my rhythm You don't want my opinion when the sky is your limit You can stay in your feelings, I'm gonna chase me some millions Make me a legacy, I got bricks for the buildin' They just rappin' 'bout drillings and they killin' civilians Somebody take a look at the children and heal them I'm prayin' for my boys who got G's and appealed them I knew your intentions before you revealed them I never been a dumb boy, there ain't no fool in me I'm a diamond geezer in and out my jewelry It's like the studio's the gym and I'm the orderly Every day, I'm doin' sets for the set, I pray you thought of me Underground, underdog, underpaid, overworked I'm a public servant, I bag it up and serve Hope the feds don't observe cah them birds are absurd How you still sellin' dark in the dirt? This legacy I'm building, it's become a obsession I made it out the streets, come and hear my rendition You can't trick me out my freedom I don't really need your features, so I don't want the splits if it ain't even I know you judge me on a pretense I'm submerged, you won't even get your feet wet Every day, I'm makin' money I don't need yet I'm on the M-way listenin' to Devil's Rejects I'm thinkin' 'bout my massive, I mean passive income I used to run blocks, now I pay to spin some Some days, I wake up, I can't believe the outcome I'm in Hakkasan, but i don't eat the dim sum And I don't eat the duck too, but tell them bring some Nowadays I got choices like I licked a big one Should I wear the pinky or my lightnin' link one? Ah